What did I accomplish today? My house looks plastic There's a bomb on the way A sleeky sneaky silvery grey And there's a stall On the long-distance calls
The frozen face of yesterday's gone Like a song sounding all wrong A crystal-plated swan I pulled a seat to the back and I try to hang on With the throttle on and the bottle gone Just to build up my own hot-rod song
The dragon's back Like a needle in a haystack Shh, keep quiet With no regrets I sincerely shake his hand But in time you and I Will learn to fly In time you and I